My Ranking Points
This is not a typical battle.
It’s chaos. Anarchy. There are no neat lines and regular gunshots. There is screaming and shouting and explosions. And I can’t do anything.
This isn’t like we practised. I need to get away.
I run inside my room and close the door. I need to stay safe. At least that’s what I tell myself. I know it’s really because I’m scared. Scared of being hurt. Scared of being killed. Scared of killing.
Ugh. I hate explosives.
I get up, quickly check myself over, and run.
The guns are in the storeroom, so I run west. Quickly. I hear someone running up behind me, so I dive into the storeroom and grab a gun.
The door is starting to crack. I point the gun at the door. It shocks me how easy it is, just pressing the trigger and shooting. The invader is only a girl. That’s who they’re recruiting these days? Teenagers?
Why did I kill her?
I know. Because it was easy. Because I could. And because I thought I had to.
Did I have to?
I never thought I would become a killer. But I know I have to.
For the Resistance.
I’m scared. I can hear something. Chanting. Who is it for? Us? Or them?
I can hear the anthem. The anthem of the monarchy.
I feel someone moving the air behind me.
I spin around –
– and the person lunges –
– and I’m trapped –
– and I’m walking through darkness, followed by soldiers.
Do they know who I am?
Do they know that I am the princess’ girlfriend?
Huh. I don’t know. How can you tell whether someone still likes you if they won’t even talk to you?
I stop outside and they take the blindfold off. There, in front of me, is the king. I start shivering.
They know everything.
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its so freaking good i need to know what happens next